This week I broke my biking hiatus. Sarah had to work and since May is bike month, I decided to dust off the road bike and trailer and haul Evie to and from the babysitter's. It worked out nicely and now Evie is addicted to the trailer. When I tried to put it away, she came running after me crying "Mine! Mine!" It was only seven miles a day but that's four more than I've been doing.
Then, on Friday I was able to sneak out on a lunch ride to Two Moon Park. I love that place. I was so pooped from my 10.5 mile ride that I fear I wasn't very productive the rest of the day.
Yesterday morning I was able to sneak out for another ride to Riverfront Park. I was determined to make the most of the time I had and ride hard. And that I did until I took a trail that ended in sand on the river bank. Not wanting to turn around, I pressed forward, spinning my wheels in the sand, looking for the continuation of the trail. I thought I saw it several times leading me further and further away until it lead me to a really nice stash of driftwood. I got excited instantly thinking about how great the wood would look in my fish tanks. I scavenged several small pieces and then worked my way back into the middle of the park looking for a trail. When I finally found the trail, I struggled to hold the driftwood and ride at the same time so I found some green saplings and used them to lash the driftwood to the handle bars. I got some strange looks on the way home!